The next day!

It's bright!

In front of Xianyang Palace.

All civil and military officials entered the palace early and slowly.

It was just because before the morning court, the First Emperor issued an imperial edict.

Ten days later, the First Emperor visited the world in the east and wanted to choose one of the eighteen princes to supervise the country!

When this intention was passed into the ears of all officials, an uproar instantly caused.

Although he was the governor of the country, he actually laid the foundation for the position of crown prince in the future.

It can be said that if you get the position of governing the country today, it will be very likely to ascend to the throne in the future!!!

With such news, how can all officials not be surprised!

"Respect your teacher, what should I do?"

Young Master Fusu asked in a low voice.

Chunyu Yue whispered softly: "Don't panic, my son, I will definitely support you!"

With Chunyu Yue's words, the young master Fusu also showed a little confidence on his face.

Chunyu Yue respects his teacher as his own words, and his words represent all the Confucian ministers in the court!

With this help, you will inevitably establish your position in the court.

As for the others...

hehe!

Young Master Fusu thought to himself that at this moment, a roar of chants rang out in the palace.

"His Majesty the First Emperor is here!"

"I'm going to see Your Majesty."

The First Emperor ascended the throne and was powerful without anger.

"Let's flat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The First Emperor looked around the princes in the hall, and each of them was eager to try.

But when the First Emperor saw the last person, his eyebrows frowned slightly.

There were only seventeen people, and the Eighth Prince Ying Ziye did not attend court??

"Zhao Gao!"

"What the hell is going on? Didn't someone send me to inform Midnight?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gao hurriedly bowed his hands and said, "Report to Your Majesty, before the morning court, I have indeed sent people to inform you one after another."

"But as for why the Eighth Prince did not appear, I don't know."

"Maybe, His Highness the Eighth Prince may have delayed something, right?"

The First Emperor frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "You go to the palace gate immediately to see if he is here."

"Here!"

When Zhao Gao left in a hurry, all the officials in the court couldn't help but look shocked on their faces.

When did His Majesty the First Emperor care so much about his unpretentious Eighth Prince?

The palace examination was temporarily put on hold because of the eighth son alone?

...

at the same time.

Xianyang Palace Gate.

Ying Ziye's carriage was blocked.

"I have already said that the time for entering the court has passed, and no one is allowed to enter!"

"It also includes your eighth son!"

The visitor arrogantly led a group of guards to block Yingziye's carriage, without any intention of avoiding him.

"I want to see who dares to stop my young master's carriage!"

Ying Ziye lifted the curtain and his eyes fell on the other party.

"Zhao An!"

Because his uncle Zhao Gao was a close minister of the First Emperor, he planned an errand in this palace.

It's okay to be arrogant and domineering in daily life, but what Ying Ziye didn't expect today was that he could bully him.

If it were normal, Ying Ziye might not have been skeptical about him.

But since you are ready to not hide, why bother him again!!!

"I will give you another last chance, get out of here!"

"Oh!"

Zhao An said with confidence: "I will tell you too, without a single ingot of gold, you can't walk through the palace gate!"

If it were the young master who was favored by the First Emperor, he might have avoided three points.

But for a mere eighth prince who has no power in the court and is not favored by the First Emperor, he really has no need to be afraid of anything.

"Oh!"

Ying Ziye laughed furiously. Before Zhao An could recover, a blood-red palm print fell directly on his cheek.

Bang!

Zhao An looked at Ying Ziye in surprise, calmed down and shouted angrily: "You...you dare to hit me!!!"

"So what if you hit you?"

"I not only want to beat you, but also kill you!"

"It's just a dog from the royal family, and you dare to bare your teeth with your owner!!!"

Zhao An watched Ying Ziye walk towards him step by step, and while being frightened, he roared angrily: "Come on! Someone dared to trek into the palace gate and kill him!"

When the guard soldiers were about to rush forward, Ying Ziye said arrogantly without anger: "What? Do you want to rebel!!!"

As soon as this was said, all the guards present were stunned and no one wanted to continue to take action.

The Eighth Prince is indeed not favored, but after all, he is also the Eighth Prince of the Great Qin and the biological son of the First Emperor.

Zhao An relied on his uncle being Zhao Gao, and perhaps he was a little arrogant and domineering, but they had no background.

"You...what do you want to do! Haven't you heard my order?"

Zhao An looked at the guards who were staying there and scolded angrily.

"Oh!"

"Jian Jiu, let him know what to say and what not to say!"

"Even if you want to kill him, you can't let him die comfortably!"

"hey-hey!"

The groom Jian Jiu smiled and rubbed his fists and said, "Don't worry! Young Master."

Seeing this, Zhao An retreated back in panic.

But before he could take a step, a powerful palm clamped his shoulders tightly like the fangs of a beast.

Jian Jiu exerted a little force on his palm, and then a pig-like howling sound suddenly rang through the palace gate.

ah!!!!

At the same time, Zhao Gao, who was coming here, saw the scene in front of him.

"stop!!!"

The sound of the sound of the drink came up, but Jian Jiu had no intention of stopping, but was gradually increasing the power in his hand.

"ah!"

"Uncle, save me, save me!!!"

Under the power of the nine palms of the sword, Zhao An's facial features had become distorted.

"court death!!!"

Zhao Gao's face changed instantly, and a stream of true energy gathered in his palm and suddenly rushed towards the old groom.

The groom Jian Jiu did not retreat or dodge, and he clamped Zhao An with one palm, and faced Zhao Gao with one palm.
To be continued...